Chapter 2: Digging Graves and Making a Fortune

Soon Liu Xiaoqiang arrived at the funeral home, the funeral home in Jiangcheng is like a shop, the door of each shop is full of memorial wreaths, and there are LED display lights on the edge of the house. Two large pillars on the ground at the entrance played mournful music. Inside are relatives and friends, who are bored to play mahjong poker at vigil, and there are children and grandchildren who burn paper and light incense candles without interruption.

The old man's posthumous affairs are the old oil son who is clear in the crematorium, and he is also his father's former friend, surnamed Zhang, nicknamed Nine Fingers to help Zhang Luo.

Liu Xiaoqiang's arrival gave his relatives time to eat something after a busy day.

Suddenly, only Liu Xiaoqiang and Zhang Jiuzhi remained.

When handing a cigarette to Uncle Nine-Finger, he accidentally touched the amber beetle, thought of burning some clothes for his father, and asked Uncle Nine-Finger where it was appropriate.

Uncle Nine Fingers said: "Behind the funeral home, along the stone road to the end, there is a special place to burn things for the deceased. Then Uncle Nine Fingers asked Liu Xiaoqiang if he wanted to accompany him.

Liu Xiaoqiang said in his heart, I haven't lived for a few years, I'm afraid of ghosts and gods? smiled: "No, I'll go by myself." ”

Uncle Nine Fingers sighed, patted Liu Xiaoqiang, and said, "Mourn." ”

Liu Xiaoqiang smiled, and he hadn't mentioned to anyone that he also had leukemia, otherwise those relatives would be crazy to introduce a girlfriend to him, after all, the Liu family would have a queen.

Just when Liu Xiaoqiang walked back with the bag, Uncle Nine Fingers suddenly stopped Liu Xiaoqiang and said: "The day after tomorrow is set, the day after tomorrow, the old man of the deputy secretary who has just been transferred from the province is also this day, I heard that this deputy secretary has specially found someone to calculate, the day after tomorrow is a good day, originally I was going to set it for tomorrow, and then I pondered it, and it was the day after tomorrow." ”

Liu Xiaoqiang nodded and said Xie Lu Xie Jiuzhi Uncle.

In the dark night, except for the faint red light of the incense candles in the public cemetery behind them, there was only the whirring wind across the small pine trees.

is also in a trance, Liu Xiaoqiang, who does not smoke, forgot to bring a lighter.

Thinking of going back to Uncle Nine Fingers to borrow one, when Liu Xiaoqiang turned around and went back, he heard someone talking, and said that it would definitely be frightening to go out so boldly, so Xiaoqiang stood beside the tall pine tree of Qiren and waited.

Although I was curious about who came to worship so late, I thought that it would be just a moment to come to worship, but the voice came from far and near, standing still not far from Liu Xiaoqiang, it was okay not to listen, Liu Xiaoqiang, who heard the conversation, was furious.

The conversation between the two people is saying that there is a certain burial today, the urn bought is three thousand eight, and the purchase price is three hundred and eight.

That's all there is to it, and it is even said that the deceased is buried at No. 328, let's take a look at the location first, and wait for twelve o'clock to pass so that I can dig it out.

One said: "The boss said, this urn is dug up, if it is not damaged, the repurchase price is 400 yuan." ”

Another said: "The boss is also a bad pen, the purchase price is only three hundred and eight, and the repurchase price is four hundred." ”

The other spat and said: "You are the pen, this is called waste utilization, who will turn over the remains of the ancestors, do you know that this urn has been poured a few times, and it has been six times." If it weren't for the release of your kid, my sister would come to me every day to cry and mourn, like a dead brother, I would care if you live or die? Do a good job this time, and there will be more opportunities to make a fortune in the future, so you should be stricter with me. You must know that this kind of opportunity to make a fortune is safe and comes quickly. There are no after-effects. ”

The previous voice continued: "Yes, yes, Brother Xie Lu, I don't want this money, it's mine to go back and eat." I'll add a little more, it's bad luck to do this, let's go to Sanga, find a girl to go to bad luck, it's also my brother's heart. ”

"Ahem, that can't let my sister know." The latter coughed pretendedly, and was naturally willing to be abnormal for such a thing as a groom.

It is estimated that the brother-in-law who brought the new industry to find out the situation, the two of them compared which sauna club was better, the number of girls in it was more watery, and the wave of the number of girls was bigger, and a lewd laugh gradually went away.

Liu Xiaoqiang was about to crush his teeth when he heard this, holding the amber in his pocket, his nails were deeply embedded in his palm, and the blood flowed onto the amber without knowing it, and there was only one thought in his heart, "Kill." ”

Who can tolerate the ashes of their ancestors scattered in the wilderness, who will tolerate the ancestors living in no fixed place, this is the ancestors, the sustenance of the descendants, and the relatives who gave birth to themselves and raised themselves, Liu Xiaoqiang just doesn't understand, how can these people do this kind of thing of anger and resentment, giving birth to a son without asshole, and having no children and grandchildren.

Do they have no parents and no children?

He decided to do something.

Something must be done.

Even if it's not for your own old man, you have to take care of it.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoqiang's brain turned fast, to know the way of Lu Dao, Zhang Jiuzhi is undoubtedly the best candidate, he is mixed in this industry, and it is a lie to say that he doesn't know these things.

Liu Xiaoqiang just wondered which side this nine-fingered uncle was on.

That is, whether the relationship is enough.

If Uncle Nine Fingers has a good relationship with the side that stole the urn, it will undoubtedly put Liu Xiaoqiang in a dangerous situation. People who dare to do this kind of thing of cutting off children and grandchildren, what kind of good men and women can be, not to mention that it is not difficult to tell from the dialogue that the other party is also involved in crime.

If Uncle Nine Fingers is willing to help himself, then this matter will be easy to do, now that technology is so developed, the other party said that things will be done after twelve o'clock, and the time for installing wireless cameras is enough, and then there is no need to say anything, anonymously post on those well-known forums in Sohu Tianya Maopu, attach videos, and go to good people to human flesh. If the human flesh doesn't come out and is not afraid, the proper posting guidance can track this place, then what will happen after that, think about it.

Those who should go to prison will definitely be beaten to death by the angry descendants of the deceased.

But Liu Xiaoqiang didn't dare to bet.

After deliberation, Liu Xiaoqiang decided not to say anything.

When I returned to the mourning hall, I saw Uncle Nine Fingers burning yellow paper and talking to his father's body.

Seeing this situation, Liu Xiaoqiang suddenly had the urge to tell the truth, but he still endured it.

Taking a deep breath, he said, "Uncle Nine Fingers, I forgot to bring a lighter, so I borrowed you a lighter to use it." ”

"Oh, okay, take it." Uncle Nine Fingers smiled and handed the lighter to Liu Xiaoqiang.

Liu Xiaoqiang said thank you and walked back again.

At this time, Liu Xiaoqiang unintentionally touched his pocket and found that the amber was missing.

This is a big deal.

Before I thought about it, I just walked and came back, and I didn't see any holes in my pocket.

He didn't realize at all that after he cut through the skin of his palm, the blood dripped onto the smooth surface of the pale yellow amber, and the amber melted at a speed that was recognizable to the naked eye. What's even more weird is that Liu Xiaoqiang didn't feel any pain when he communicated with Uncle Nine Fingers, it was the size of an ordinary three-dollar drink bottle cap, so he shrunk and got in.